This wall had no windows.
It had no door, no gateway,
No chance to traverse
Without a gunshot.
I watched as the howling midnight
Serenaded a statuesque king and queen
Shadowed by that tattooed concrete,
My muzzle trained on them.
They kissed like a reunited couple
Expecting no more moments
Under that sniper's scope
Under that cold spot light.
They held each other, as Rama held Sita,
A heroic embrace, holding up my head,
Holding my heart, but still holding my eye,
My sight, my trajectory, my payload.
The German Government begins the deconstruction of the Berlin Wall on this day in 1989.